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"It's a loss of money if you double it, so make it harder to increase the price." Fei Chun suggested.

"Take your time, the wisher takes the bait."

Chapter 069 [Forget Eight]

"The theory of position, everyone is equal, and Du Xue Cai said it was good!"

"Come and see, come and buy, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is out!"

"Nurhaci, the Tartar Chieftain, is actually a slave of Li Chengliang's family!"

"The leader of the Tartars ignores human relations, and the filth of the pseudo-golden palace is revealed."

"..."

Fei Chun and Fei Yu, two book boys, ran around to sell "Ehu Xunkan" to merchants.

Unfortunately, the mobility of merchants is too great, and the serialization of the novel is easy to break.

A businessman who bought a magazine two days ago and had not had time to leave immediately said to Chang Sui, "Get the second issue of Xunkan!"

Not long after, Changsui bought back the magazine and said to the merchant, "Master, the price of Xunkan has been raised. The price has doubled, and the number of pages has decreased a lot."

The merchant actually laughed and said, "It's really time to raise the price. It used to be too cheap. I'm afraid that they will lose money. If the second issue is not released, isn't it worth reading the novel?"

"Master benevolent and righteous." Changsui flattered.

The merchant directly turned to the end, holding the novel and reading it slowly.

While reading, it suddenly disappeared, which made the merchants feel unbearable and could only turn back to read other content.

"Wonderful!"

Suddenly, the merchant slapped his thigh in admiration: "This Tartar chief, Nurhaci, was born as a slave of the Li family, and even seduced his own aunt!"

Pang Chunlai was born with hatred of the country and the family, and wrote articles to arrest the Tartars to death.

This issue of "Liaodong Lun" not only said that Nurhaci was Li Chengliang's family slave, exposed the heinous crimes committed by the Houjin in Liaodong, but also fabricated the palace filth among the nobles of the Houjin.

The merchants watched this article repeatedly, and planned to collect it well and bring it back to Fujian to brag.

It was not until the end that the merchants began to read "The Theory of Grid".

At first he was horrified, then felt reasonable, and then rejoiced.

He was born as a tenant, and because his family owed rent, he was sold to the landlord to pay off the debt.After doing chores for a few years, and then going overseas to do business with the young master, at first he was just a little errand running errands.

Relying on being smart and diligent, climbing up step by step, and working hard for 30 years, I have the current status.

He also set up a family business and even married a beautiful wife and concubine.

However, he is still a humble servant!

This situation is very common. In the Jintan slave change in the late Ming Dynasty, the leader Pan Mou was the garrison of the Beijing camp.Li Zicheng captured Beijing, and Pan fled back to his hometown with the money, took a luxury car and brought his servants to see the magistrate, and met the old owner outside the county government hotel.He was beaten violently by the master, knocked out two teeth, and when he turned back, he incited the slaves in the county to rebel.

A garrison in the capital, rich in money and numerous followers, turned out to be a family slave, and even the deed of prostitution is still in the hands of the master.

Such a slave is not short of money, not short of power, but only short of identity!

Well, there is still one thing missing, equality in personality.

The merchants read the "Theory of Geography" repeatedly, and even memorized it word by word, and then carefully took the magazine into his arms.

After holding it in his arms for a while, he took out the magazine again, stroking the cover and muttering to himself, "Quietly written, this Mr. Zhao Ziyue is truly an extraordinary man in the world. Next time you come to Hekou, you must go to ask him face-to-face."

Suddenly, the merchant shouted: "Hurry up and buy books, buy a hundred copies of "Ehu Xunkan"!"

on the pier.

"Buy one hundred copies?" Fei Chun thought he had heard it wrong.

Changsui threw a piece of silver: "This is two taels, quickly weigh it, I have to go back to see the master."

Fei Chun was bewildered throughout the whole process, wondering why this person was crazy, thinking that the next issue would have to increase the price, or at least get the capital back.

The merchants received one hundred magazines, which were immediately regarded as treasures.

In this case, he belongs to a gangster, and a gang club will be formed between gangsters and gangsters.Buy the magazine back and let the members secretly promote it. The more people know about the "grid theory", the better!

……

Dingsheng Building.

Today's opera is finally over, and Chen Maosheng returns to the backstage to remove his makeup. He is a newly popular actor.

Perhaps it is because there are too many women, and even if they leave the stage, they are still charming in their gestures.

Before Chen Maosheng could sit still, a servant came in and said with a poignant smile: "Brother Mao, my master has invited me. I must go tonight."

"I see." Chen Maosheng was expressionless, but his voice was charming.

The servant's heart swayed when he heard it, and then he felt a chill all over his body, and hurriedly said: "Then...then I'll be waiting outside, and the sedan chair is ready."

"Just go and wait."

When the servant left, Chen Maosheng sat there, not even wanting to take off his makeup, but was in a daze all the time.

Green hats, shrunken turtles, are all names for the same group - men from happy backgrounds.

The low-ranking members must wear a green turban and a red tie around their waists, so they can be recognized as soon as they go out.

Even at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the government was not so strict, but on many special occasions, they still had to wear green headscarves.

The troupe partners around him all went downstairs to eat, leaving only Chen Maosheng to sit alone.

He sighed to himself and started to remove his makeup.

After removing makeup, I still don't want to move.I caught a glimpse of a book next to it, and took it over to look at it, and I don't know who left it.

As for the slave, just wait.

Grid Theory?

The good and the lowly are in their position; the good and the lowly are equal, in their status!

Chen Mao stared at that line of life and death, unable to calm down for a long time.

The good and the bad are equal!

The good and the bad are equal!

The good and the bad are equal!

Today, the magazine published a new issue, and Zhao Han came to the restaurant again to make friends with the three religions.

At this moment, he was sitting at the counter reading a book, when suddenly a handsome young man appeared.

It looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he walks in a serious manner.The water snake's waist twisted unconsciously, moving its hips and chest up and down, and the whole person was like a boa constrictor.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Zhao Ziyue?" Chen Maosheng deliberately suppressed his voice to make himself as majestic as possible.

Zhao Han asked back, "You know me?"

Chen Maosheng said: "I often sing in restaurants, so naturally I recognize Mr.

"Oh, so you are singing." Zhao Han smiled.

This smile is very sincere, without any discrimination, Chen Maosheng can feel it.

He hesitated again and again, and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, can the good and the bad really be equal?"

Zhao Han explained: "In terms of personality, all people are born equal. Of course, if this person does bad things and behaves badly, then he is not equal, and his personality is very despicable."

Chen Maosheng asked again: "I haven't done bad things, is it more honorable than the gentlemen who have done bad things?"

"Yes, in terms of personality, you are more noble than them, and they are not worthy to carry your shoes." Zhao Han said firmly.

Chen Maosheng laughed suddenly, happy from the bottom of his heart.But he quickly wondered: "But why, these despicable masters, have the money and the right to abuse us?"

Zhao Han replied, "Some of their power and positions are inherited from their ancestors, and they are the blessings handed down by their ancestors. Some of them are earned by themselves.

Chen Maosheng became more and more puzzled: "I do bad things, but my personality is despicable, but I can gain benefits. I don't do bad things, but I have a noble personality, but I am bullied by others. How can there be such a truth in the world?"

Zhao Han asked back: "Manchu beasts, occupying high positions. Corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and they harm the local area. They also claim to be virtuous, and there are not many reasons for this in the world?"

Chen Maosheng suddenly said angrily: "Then what's the use of your "Theory of Geography"? Are you writing it to entertain us scumbags?"

"I'm also a lowly household, I'm a refugee, I'm a slave." Zhao Han said.

Chen Maosheng was stunned for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Then is there any way to make God's eyes open?"

Zhao Han said: "Your singer should be Lehu, right? Why is Lehu born lowly? Even if your ancestors did something wrong, it has been two to three hundred years, more than ten generations, how can you still hold on to it? Don’t let it go. Tell me, is this the truth?”

"That's the truth." Chen Maosheng nodded again and again.

Zhao Han also whispered: "Since this is the truth, then the rules of the court are wrong. Let the court change the rules."

Chen Maosheng asked, "How can the court change the rules?"

Zhao Han said with a smile: "The court wants to change, it has already been changed. Even the emperor agreed, but the officials also refused. If they agree, can they still bully you at will? They refuse to change the rules, just to ride the low Dominate the account!"

Chen Maosheng was silent.

Zhao Han added, "Since the court doesn't change the rules, and you don't want to be bullied, then you can only build a new court."

Chen Maosheng raised his head suddenly and looked at Zhao Han in horror.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "If you want to report to the official, then go ahead. I won't admit it anyway. I'm Tong Sheng and you're an actor. Who do you believe in the official."

Although Chen Maosheng was terrified, he was a little excited for no reason.

After thinking about it, Chen Maosheng asked, "Mr. Zhao, can I still talk to you in the future?"

Zhao Han nodded and said, "I come to the restaurant three days a month. If you have any questions, feel free to come and tell me. You are Lehu, I am a slave, and we should be brothers."

"Then I'll go first."

Chen Maosheng clenched his fists and walked towards the door, and the water snake's waist was no longer twisted.

The thought of spending the night with the bad old man made him vomit with disgust, all the words Zhao Han said in his mind.

"Brother Mao, please!" The slave was standing beside the sedan chair.

Chen Maosheng resumed his style, moved the lotus lightly, slowly sat in the sedan chair, and instructed softly, "Please, help me buy a copy of Goose Lake Xunkan."

Chapter 070 [Payment fee]

Zhao Han discovered an interesting phenomenon. The people who can accept the theory of grids the most are neither peasants nor workers, but lowly households and domestic slaves!

At the same time, they must also be literate and have a certain self-thought.

Take Fei Chun and Fei Yu for example, they also wanted to join Datong Club, but they were collectively opposed by members.

Not only did their masters keep silent, but even poor scholars such as Xu Ying and Liu Ziren were reluctant to come forward to help.

Zhao Han tried to persuade everyone, emphasizing that personalities are born equal, but still could not get everyone's approval.

nothing more than—

I recognize the theory of personality, and I also recognize the equality of personalities.

However, in the assembly literature club, domestic slaves are not eligible to participate!

"Brother, today's sales are very good," Fei Chun said happily, "there is a merchant who bought a hundred copies, and gave them two taels of silver."

Fei Yu complained: "The Iron Foot Club and the Ship Club are very stingy, and many people buy a book together. After buying it back, they will tell stories to others, listen to a chapter of the novel for a penny, and earn back all the money for the book. "

"By the way," Fei Chun added, "there are merchants asking if they can spend money to order. They are all businessmen from other places, and they only stay in Hekou Town for half a month. They are afraid of missing the next chapters of the novel."

Zhao Han slapped his thigh and said happily, "It's a good idea, why didn't I think of it. Go ahead and say, if you want to order, you need to pay a deposit of ten cents, and you can register at the restaurant. In the future, you can come directly to the restaurant counter to pick up the book. Keep it for three months, if it is overdue, the order will be void, and the deposit will not be refunded.”

"Okay, I'll tell you right away." Fei Chun acted immediately.

"I'll go too." Fei Yu shouted.

These two bookboys are particularly active in selling magazines, especially this issue of "Grid Theory"!

They acted impatiently, wanting more people to understand the truth of "equality of personality".Even if the status quo cannot be changed, as long as everyone agrees with the equality of personalities, they will be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Peasants are progressive forces, but peasants also have negative thoughts.

If you want to attract farmers, you have to have natural and man-made disasters.

The knowledgeable lowly should be the target of early struggle.